But Li Qingcang, as if he had not heard it, was still writing the medical report.
The assistant was not reconciled and continued: "in a few years, Li Tianxing will probably compete with us after he has established his foothold in Africa Shall we give him a blow before his wings are full? "
The tip of Li Qingcang's pen stopped on the paper, and he looked up to the assistant unexpectedly: "it's his ability that my little uncle can achieve this. I'm very happy for him. Why attack him?"
Assistant: "..."
Does president Li want to be so generous? Can't he feel the threat of losing? What's more, everyone knows that Li Tianxing has always regarded Guoren medical treatment as a thorn in the eye, and would rather not score minutes to replace it, but he, President Li, is actually happy for him?
"What's the matter with him recently?" Li Qingcang asked casually.
"There's nothing more going on but to sign that big African bill." The assistant faltered, "but yesterday someone saw him and saved Miss Lu Yishuang on the street of city A."
Actually, the assistant wanted to talk about it for a long time, but he didn't dare to. Because recently, Li Qingcang's character is uncertain. When he talks about this sensitive topic, he is afraid that he will run into a nail.
Sure enough, as soon as his voice came down, Li Qingcang's big hand was suddenly tightened, and his knife like eyebrows were slightly raised. He immediately asked, "what's the matter with Lu Yishuang?"
"It's Kangting. She failed to kill people twice. She was so crazy that she wanted to run into Miss Lu in the street. Fortunately, Li Tianxing pulled her aside and saved her." When the assistant said that, he felt that the air around him had plummeted for dozens of degrees. He immediately added, "Miss Lu is OK, and that Kangting was caught on the spot, so she can't be persecuted any more."
But Li Qingcang's face is still very solemn: "look for someone to stare at this matter. As soon as there is any abnormality, report to me as soon as possible. "
"Yes." The assistant will do it right away.
In the evening a few days later, at the gate of Shanghai Guoren hospital.
Today, the inpatient department is full of patients. Yi Haoheng has to stay on duty. As his medical help, Yin Mingfang should stay, but Yi Haoheng really loves her, so she got off work on time.
At the moment, Yin Mingfang is waiting at the bus stop. After waiting for a long time, she was impatient. At this time, a luxury car suddenly stopped in front of her, the window was pressed down, showing a very old face, but the voice was very kind: "Mingfang, how about waiting for the bus? Why don't I take you there? "
As soon as Yin Mingfang saw that it was Wang Jin, her eyebrows suddenly rose slightly, and she coldly refused: "no need."
"Mingfang, don't do that. I'm just on my way," Wang Jin said at the moment. "You should pity me, don't you? I'm alone now. I just want to experience the happiness of being with my daughter... "
Xu's sincere and pitiful tone moved Yin Mingfang. After a little thought, she agreed, but her tone was extremely indifferent: "OK, thank you, Mr. Wang."
After Yin Mingfang got on the back seat of the luxury car, the car started slowly.
Along the way, Wang Jin seemed very happy and asked the East and the West: "Mingfang, I heard that your boyfriend is the director of Psychiatry Department of Guoren hospital, whose name is Yi Haoheng? How about others? What's the development of your relationship now? "
But Yin Mingfang seemed to be in short of interest and said casually: "yes. He's very nice. We're getting married soon. "
As soon as her voice fell, Wang Jin grabbed the steering wheel and suddenly tightened his hand. There was a flash of panic in his eyes, but he quickly disguised it: "get married now? splendid. What does his family do? "
"He doesn't have a home," said Yin Mingfang naturally. "He's alone."
"Alone?" As soon as Wang Jin heard this, he immediately raised his voice, "how can I buy a house in Shanghai and give you happiness with his little money as a director of psychiatry? Mingfang, you are also a 30-year-old. You can't find a partner without thinking... "
"Not only is he alone, but he just returned five million yuan to me some time ago, and now he is penniless," Yin Mingfang said slowly, frowning suddenly. "Mr. Wang, can you not teach me the way your father taught my daughter? You don't have the qualification. "
Wang Jin choked on her words, and his face was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak for a long time.
But Yin Mingfang felt that the atmosphere in the carriage would suffocate her, and she simply looked out of the window. But a moment later, she found that this was not the way to her home at all. She immediately asked aloud, "where are you going to take me?"
"Mingfang, in fact, I was waiting for you at the gate of the hospital on purpose to invite you home for dinner." Wang Jin's black eyes flashed a bit of cunning, but he soon disguised it. "You should be willing to have dinner with this old man, right?"
"I'm sorry, I don't want to." But Yin Mingfang refused mercilessly, "stop! I'll get off now! "
"Mingfang, I have ordered the chef to prepare the meal. It's a big table. If you don't come, I can only face so many dishes by myself, and then pour them out I really don't want to be so lonely... " Wang Jin's tone is very pitiful, which makes people can't bear to refuse.Maybe even Yin Mingfang herself didn't realize that her voice became softer: "then why don't you inform me in advance and make a claim?"
"Because I know that as long as I inform you in advance, you will not come," Wang Jin said. "Mingfang, forgive me for my self assertion. I just want to spend more time with my daughter, and experience more family feelings in my lifetime..."
Such a pitiful entreaty came from Wang Jin, a man over the age of antiquity, which made Yin Mingfang's heart suddenly hurt. At last, she compromised: "OK, I can accompany you to eat this meal, but this is definitely my last contact with you, and I don't want to see you again."
Yin Mingfang followed Wang Jin into his villa. She was surprised to see all the depression around her. The outer walls of the villa were dark, old and unwashed. The weeds in the garden were covered with flowers, but they were not repaired. There was no one in the villa except for them
But isn't Wang Jin very rich? How can he make his villa look like this?
Wang Jin saw the suspicion on Yin Mingfang's face and immediately explained, "today I gave the servants a night's leave and didn't want anyone to disturb our father and daughter."
"OK," Yin Mingfang reluctantly accepted the explanation, and was taken into the restaurant. As expected, he saw a rich table of dishes.